Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 367 366. Goodbye Henrik

 “Calm down first, Henrik.”

 Lan put his hands in front of him and pressed them down, signaling Henryk to calm down.

At the same time, his pair of cat eyes and the eyes under the old hunter's three-cornered hat are looking at each other motionlessly, which will enhance the sense of trust.

Sure enough, under Lan En's series of actions, the old hunter's increasingly heavy breathing gradually became calmer.

The palm that tightly gripped the handle of the meat saw also relaxed a little.

"What's going on? Viola, where are the children?"

 Henrik's voice was dryer and stiffer than when they met last night. The foul-smelling blood stains on the fur coat dried, wet, and dried until they turned into a thick, sticky layer.

 Looks like he hasn't had a break so far, which is not good news.

 Continuous killing without rest will bring heavy fatigue, and the human spirit will be unable to bear it.

 As for the situation after a hunter's mental breakdown, Lan En has also dealt with it personally.

The crow hunter was standing sideways, looking like it had nothing to do with him.

 Lan pointed to the door next to Henryk, where Ovelia had also pasted a note.

"The night is too long, Henrik. The incense in Gascoigne's house cannot hold up, so I have to send them away first."

 “You let them out on hunting night?!”

Henric asked in a choked voice, while reaching out and peeling off the note on the door.

 After seeing the familiar childish handwriting, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. The entire human frame was loosened, and it looked like it had shrunk inward.

Lan En calmly watched the old hunter's mood rise and fall.

“There’s no other way, Henrik. It’s better than staying here. They are all in Dr. Yousefka’s clinic now, and it’s relatively safe there.”

 Lan walked past the crow hunter, came to Henryk's side, and patted him on the shoulder.

This kind of normal and gentle physical contact, different from fighting with lycanthropic patients, made Henryk feel a little comforted mentally.

 The old hunter cheered up, and then he turned his attention to the third hunter in the room.

 “Why are you here, Eileen?”

 The old hunter's eyes became repulsive and wary, staring at the crow hunter.

“There is no prey here, only the body of a crazed hunter lies outside.”

The tone of Crow Hunter Irene has not changed, it is still the same profound but indifferent tone.

 “Yeah, I’m surprised too. There’s no prey of mine here. Haha, it’s really strange.”

Lan and Henryk were confused when they heard it. The other person seemed to be saying, ‘There should be my prey here, that’s why I appear here’.

 But why does she feel this way?

 “It’s time for you to go hunting, Erin. Happy hunting.”

Henryk couldn't understand, so he simply stopped thinking about it and issued an expulsion order bluntly.

There were enough strange things this night, and he was not prepared to explore every strange thing.

After the eyes under the beak mask looked at Henryk quietly for a while, he nodded up and down, and the crow hunter walked out of the room quietly like a ghost.

Lan En saw the hunter's weapon in a passing glance.

 It is a sharp blade similar to a combination dagger.

 Judging from the structure and size, it does not look like it is used for hunting wild animals. It looks like it is used for hunting humans.

 After Irene walked away, Lan asked Henry calmly. “She is the purifier among the hunters?”

 “Hmm.” Henryk didn’t mean to hide anything. "She's the hunter responsible for hunting crazy hunters so we can't get along with her."

“Then it seems that we are lucky to have her leave with nothing.”

Lan En spread his hands and said with a smile.

 He has no hostility towards Irene. He stayed away from Yanan's blood, and he didn't think he would go crazy and turn into a beast.

“I suggest you go to Dr. Yousefka’s place and take a rest. You look very tired.”

Henric was somewhat moved after listening to Lan En's suggestion.

He felt tired very quickly tonight. Even before the night started, he was already as tired as if he had been busy for several days.

Moreover, it is not particularly safe for Viola and the children to stay with an ordinary doctor.

"No." After hesitating for a while, the old hunter finally shook his head.

“I was originally going to ask Gascoigne for help. Now that I’ve met you, Lan, can you help me hunt down a monster?”

The young man raised his eyebrows: "Have you encountered a monster that you can't deal with?"

Henrik seems unwilling to talk more about the ‘monster’ itself.

So he just continued with an old and deep voice: "It is now wandering on the bridge leading to the church town. With it around, it will be difficult to enter the church town."

“Gascoigne should still wait for me in the cemetery of Orton Chapel according to our habits. We can meet up first like last night, and then go hunting for the ‘monster’. It’s safer this way.”

Henric sounded difficult when describing the ‘monster’. He obviously did not want to call the enemy a ‘monster’.

Lan En was keenly aware of this, but he had no intention of asking more questions.

 On this night, many things are not difficult to imagine.

"Then let's go find Gascoigne first. I have to direct him to the clinic and meet his family before I can complete the mission."

The young man put his hand on the handle of the knife and took the lead to go out with a relaxed tone.

 “Lan En.”

"What?"

 “Thank you, really.”

Hearing the old and deep voice behind him, Lan En shook his head.

“Although I have not been in contact with you for a long time, I can imagine that it is quite rare for you to say ‘thank you’, so I will consider it an honor.”

—

 The heavy hunter's ax unfolded with sparks amidst the "click" sound of the mechanism, turning into a long axe.

The thick and ferocious ax blade struck down on the head, and the shoulder blades of a lycanthropic patient were directly chopped into pieces. The arm holding the carpenter's saw flew out and hit a crooked stone tombstone.

 The piece of meat with blood and bones hit the stone, making a "squeaking" sound of blood.

 “Monsters are everywhere.”

Even in the secluded cemetery, there are so many monsters that I can’t kill them all. No matter what, I can’t kill them all.

 Gascoigne gasped hard through his nostrils.

 It was not because he was tired, but because of his body's instinct, eager to expose his olfactory cells to more blood smell.

These stinking beast's blood, these sweet Yharnam's blood are getting thicker and thicker. The smell is getting stronger and stronger.

 But this is not enough! The smell of blood is not strong enough!

The more beasts gathered here, there would be fewer beasts on the streets and his family would be safer.

 We have to continue killing until all these beasts are killed!

Where did Henrik go? He was too slow tonight. Too slow.

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 (End of this chapter)