Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 339 338. Peer
"I have to say that the timing of your arrival is really unlucky. The hunting night has begun, and the hunters are busy hunting the lycanthropy patients, and the church is also busy with logistics and dealing with the aftermath. It’s time to give you blood therapy.”

Henrik said without looking back as he walked steadily towards the corpse where Lan had poked a 'channel' in the chest.

After establishing initial mutual trust, the man who called himself a 'hunter' showed no more hostility except that he still resisted letting Lan En approach.

Lan En stood aside, calmly watching what Henryk was going to do.

"No hurry, I'm not in a hurry for blood treatment. It's fine to wait until everyone is done."

I know a hammer 'blood therapy'?
Bloodletting?It must be such an untechnical thing, right?
According to Henrik, he knew that I had only 'single blood, uninjected' in my body, so I was an outsider.In other words, the blood of the local people in Yanan is very mixed?
Blood therapy does not sound like bloodletting, but mostly injection therapy.

Let the blood of unknown origin and principle enter the body. Forget it.

"It's great that your illness is not urgent. I have to go to work now. You should find a place to hide. The night of hunting is not easy."

Henrik said while playing with the monster's body.

Lan En frowned slightly.

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

"The sword is good, and the armor is very old-fashioned but also very strong, but it's hard to say whether these two things will work well in Yanan." Henryk glanced at Lan En with his eyes sandwiched between the three-cornered hat and the mask.

In a city with a Victorian style, Lan En's knight-era armor can indeed be called 'old school'.

Fortunately, Henrik himself is also old, otherwise Lan En might have to taste what it feels like to be called an 'old antique'.

"Yours is just an ordinary straight sword. It is neither a transforming weapon for fast combat nor a heavy and deadly church weapon. It is feasible to deal with people. How to deal with lycanthropic patients? It's hard to say."

As he said that, Henryk raised the strange serrated knife in his hand towards Lan En.

With a sudden wave of his hand, the inertia seemed to drive some kind of mechanism.

At the joint between the blade and the wooden handle, sparks of metal friction suddenly exploded.

Only then did Lan realize that the serrated knife in Henrik's hand was a gigantic version similar to a switchblade.

Both sides of the blade have lethality. In the retracted state, it can be swung briskly and slashed with the serrated back of the blade. In the ejected state, it can be slashed with the blade wide open.

And if the mechanism is turned on during the swing, the force of the mechanical contraction and pop-up should be added to the swing, causing more ferocious tearing wounds.

Even scratched by this kind of weapon, it is estimated that a lot of blood will be spilled.

The Yharnan people's love for blood is evident.

"Wow, it is indeed a delicate and deadly weapon."

Lan En nodded. He didn't take out the turbidity sword in his alchemy leather bag to talk about it. After all, it's too abnormal to take out a big sword that is close to two meters out of thin air.

Seeing that he listened to the persuasion, Henryk closed the meat saw again and hung it back on his waist, and said a few more words.

"Besides, it's not just lycanthropes who are dangerous on Hunting Night. Letting them become such lycanthropes is also a threat to you."

"You mean it's an epidemic? The city is suffering from the plague?"

Lan En was a little surprised. He just thought that 'lycanthropy' was a local term for a curse.But the locals told him that this phenomenon, which seemed to be a werewolf curse, was an epidemic, with logical remarks that were obviously studied, rather than superstition and speculation.

Witchers are never sick and never infected, and neither are Space Marines.

But Lan En will not ignore the diseases in the other world because of this. What if something serious pops up?

"It's not a plague, it's just cleaned up regularly."

Henryk didn't care about the terrible word 'plague', he just muttered to himself after explaining it to Lan En.

"It's just that during this time, the cleaning is a little frequent."

After mumbling, Henrik shook his head. "Okay, I have to go. If you have nowhere to go, then I recommend you go to the Yousefka Clinic, which is located on the edge of the center of Yanan. Dr. Yousefka is a compassionate lady, she will Take you. In Yharnam, it's not easy to find someone willing to take an outsider on a hunt night."

Lan En nodded and wrote down the name.

But he still stopped Henrik when he turned around to leave.

"Henrik."

"Tsk, what are you doing again?"

The hunter in the yellow coat turned around, and his tone was already a little impatient.

And Lan En, under his eyes, stretched out his finger and pointed to the winding and rugged street.He pointed to the invisible source of the street, and followed the direction of the street to the equally invisible end.

The eyes kept staring at Henrik, obviously this action was for him to show.

"I am a stranger, Henrik. And these are your streets in Yharnam."

The young man looked at the old hunter helplessly.

"Honestly, you don't think that if you tell me a place name, I can find it all the way?"

"Then what do you want?"

The old hunter also had a helpless tone.

It was obvious that he wanted to help Lan En, but he only wanted to help a little, not too much.

There is nothing to criticize.

"I'd rather follow you than let me wander around this dangerous night in this labyrinthine town."

Lan put his left hand on the handle of the knife and walked towards Henryk.

"I don't need you to worry about it. I can protect myself and won't mess up your work. I just want to keep myself from breaking into a dangerous place and being torn apart by monsters swarming up. You hunters probably won't either. Go to that kind of place?"

"Hunting is a profession that requires skill and patience."

Henryk answered Lan En's question from the side.

Now the witcher understands.

You hunters also need to investigate and plan in advance!

When I go to a place I haven't been to, and encounter monsters I haven't seen before, it's ideal to have a familiar veteran with me.

It is much safer to follow the old hunter to a certain place than to run around on your own.

Henrik lowered his head and thought for a while at Lane's suggestion, and then spoke again.

"Your armor. That's too cumbersome. Ordinary armor can't resist the attack of the lycanthropy patient at all, but will only slow down your speed. I doubt that when it's time to do it, you can't even run far?"

Before the old hunter could finish speaking, Lan En rushed towards the buildings on both sides of the street.

After jumping, stepping on the wall and jumping up more than six meters, reaching out to grab the eaves of the second floor, and then jumping down with the gravel from the eaves, after this series of actions.

Henryk was silent for a long time under his mask, and then muttered "Let's go" angrily.

Then he lowered his head and walked away quickly without looking back.

Lan En smiled and threw back the broken stones in his hands, and Pai Dust followed.

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