Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 368 367. Quick and Slow Knife

The wind in Yanan is cold and damp. It travels through the winding and rugged streets, bringing out the smell hidden in the corners of the city.

And when the wind passed through the cemetery of Orton Chapel, these messy tombstones turned the passing wind into a strange whimpering sound.

Because the bridge to the church town was blocked by what Henrik called a "monster", the old hunter could only take Lan En through a small road.

They passed through the church town and the Oughton chapel last night and arrived at the cemetery behind.

 This path now leads directly to the cemetery.

 When the witcher and hunter reached the edge of the cemetery and were about to enter.

The witcher was the first to twitch his nose, sensing something was wrong.

 Then the Yharnam hunter, who was particularly sensitive to blood, gritted his teeth the next moment.

"The smell of blood is too strong. Gascoigne has already started working on the spot?"

 Lan En said in a guessing tone.

 But an old hunter like Henryk can already directly determine what happened.

“Gascoigne is not a fool. He knows the severity of this hunting night. As long as his mind is normal, he will never stop hunting in one place and let the smell of blood accumulate.”

  In other words, Gascoigne, who has already done such a thing, is probably out of his mind.

 Lan's face darkened along with Henryk's.

 “You mean he has turned into a beast?”

"I don't know." Henrik took a deep breath, "Let's go and take a look first. Even if you draw the weapon, you can transform into a beast. As long as you have high-quality blood, you can turn it back even if it's not serious!"

Then there’s nothing to worry about.

 Lan En drew out the Lake Lady's Sword from his waist amidst the pleasant sound of metal friction.

 He didn’t go to such trouble to help just to see the tragedy!

The two opened the iron gate of the cemetery. Amidst the creaking sound, the tall man in the depths of the cemetery turned around.

He was chopping up the motionless corpse of a lycanthropic patient with an axe, like a butcher chopping meat and bones.

 It doesn’t look like hunting a threat, but more like trying to shed more blood.

Gascoigne's bandaged face turned around. Although his eyes were covered, Lan and Henrik could also feel that they were being watched.

 “There are monsters everywhere”

Gascoigne murmured, violently pulling out the ax blade that was stuck in the broken ribs.

“Sooner or later you will also become monsters.”

 Lan and Henryk looked at each other, and then shook their heads in a low voice at the same time.

 Watching a priest who was originally polite and gentle turn into a man who kept wagging his nose in search of blood, which made Lan En feel very bad.

“Just inject him with high-quality blood?”

Lan En's boots advanced slowly on the dirt road of the cemetery, and the long knife in his hand was unconsciously waving gorgeous sword patterns.

 Henrik followed him, his saw blade unfurled from the start.

  The attack speed and move flexibility of the unfolded meat saw will be reduced, but the unfolded blade has no serrations and will not cause the ferocious saw-tooth tearing damage to Gascoigne.

 “According to previous experience, this is the case, but you also know that tonight is different.”

There have been too many situations that violated common sense tonight, but no matter what, they have to make Gascoigne obedient first!

 “Bang!”

Huge trumpet musket, spraying out a large amount of shotgun!

Lane and Henryk's originally slow but steady pace suddenly started.

The fighting styles of Ursine witchers and Yharnam hunters also differ from each other.

 Lan En's hand seal had been made before. After the chaos magic was poured into it, the yellow light of [Quen's Seal] flashed across his body.

Then the tall and strong man rushed straight towards the barrage.

Amidst the clanging sound, the long sword of the Elf standard was like a shining curtain of light, and the ammunition directed towards the vital parts was ejected with sparks and bounced away.

The remaining shotguns pose no threat to [Quen] and heavy armor.

 Lan En is like a chariot that drives directly towards the target! Henrik has a faster and more efficient fighting style. This style has been passed down since the early days of the Yharnam Hunter profession.

 During battle, the hunters, who at most wore coats as armor, were more like a group of bloodthirsty phantoms.

 They are accustomed to using high-speed and flexible side dodges to avoid direct attacks.

But it was precisely because of side dodging that Lan, who was equipped with heavy armor, was one step ahead of Henryk and had a close encounter with Gascoigne.

Lan En's starting hand was to hit the ball with a weight on the handle of the knife from top to bottom.

Gascoigne's level of lycanthropy is not high yet, and he retains complete hunting skills.

Hence, when faced with this 'simple' offensive, he instinctively turned into an afterimage -

 Hunters’ iconic sidestep!

 The distance of the side dodge is not far, only about two steps.

 Because hunters crave blood, they also crave a fast-paced attack so that the prey can start bleeding as quickly as possible.

 The purpose of moving a short distance is to counterattack faster.

While the ax blade was moving sideways, it had already started to lift!

The heavy ax blade hung down to the soil of the cemetery. The power that had begun to transform into an animal caused this lift to not only lift up a large area of ​​soil and rocks, but also the stinky blood that had infected the soil.

 But just when the corners of Gascoigne's mouth unconsciously opened because of the blood that was about to come.

 “Pfft!”

 The blade penetrated the flesh, and the sound of blood spraying suddenly exploded!

Gascoigne’s sickly grin froze at the corners of his mouth.

 Because the blood spurted out from his chest!

 A large amount of blood was carried out of the body by the turbulent airflow of the air blade, and even formed a small rain of blood.

 Lan's cat eyes looked at Gascoigne calmly under the rain of blood.

 As if everything was planned.

 After he arrived in Yharnam, Mentos began to formulate a battle plan against the local enemies.

 There are not only monsters here, but also hunters.

 The hunters' flexible dodging skills were of course taken into consideration by Mentos in the battle plan.

 After deliberation and discussion with the subject, the response method it came up with is—quick and slow knives!

 Use a straight attack to make the hunters who meet you dodge for the first time.

 But the process of dropping the weighted ball can itself be regarded as the preparation process for slashing.

Hence, after the weighted ball hits the air, the subsequent blade slash will be extremely fast!

And relying on Lan En's on-the-spot judgment, there is a high probability that this knife will be directly stuck in the moment after the hunters duck and their center of gravity is unstable!

Even if he dodged the first blow, he reacted and saw the second blow. They will also eat hard because their center of gravity is unstable and unable to move!

 You like to get out of the way, right?

　　 Kill at first sight! If you dodge, you will die!

Lan En sneered and raised his feet without looking. The thick leather boot soles accurately stepped on the handle behind the ax blade.

 “Bang!”

Gascoigne’s ax blade was suddenly weakened by the slash, and Lan directly stepped the ax blade back into the dirt!

Henric's belated moment also arrived at this moment.

He used his momentum to chop down the unfolded meat saw!

Amidst the heartbreaking sound of bones shattering, the blade on the smooth side of the saw cut directly into Gascoigne's shoulder blade!

 Originally, after a momentary confrontation achieved a suppressive effect, the battle was considered over.

 Just wait for Henrik to give Gascoigne an injection of blood and see the effect.

 But suddenly Henryk and Lan smelled a familiar stench at the same time!

 The eyes of both of them raised and widened at the same time.

 The blood flowing from Gascoigne’s wound is quickly becoming thicker and smellier!

 “Oooooooo!”

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 (End of this chapter)