Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 389 388. Forbidden Forest

 “Have you gained anything?”

 Henrik smacked his tongue again and again, while brushing past the body of the janitor and entering the door.

 Lan En pressed his temples for a while, and then quickly adapted to the changes in his new senses.

“Master William’s research seems to be making great progress.”

How far has this great scholar Byron Weiss reached in his research on [spiritual vision]?

So much so that even one of his crazy servants could stimulate Lan En's [Spiritual Vision].

 “If you have gained something, it will not be in vain, just keep moving forward.”

Henric said hello, thinking about going down the spiral staircase in the door.

This spiral staircase can still vaguely see its original magnificent appearance, but time has passed by and now there are large cracks and falling stones.

Although the old hunter has not walked this road for a long time, he was also a frequent visitor on this road before Byron Weiss closed it.

 So now, Lan feels that although Henryk occasionally hesitates and pauses in certain places, he will soon be able to keenly find the right path again in the comparison between memory and the current situation.

 “Ouch~click”

A lycanthropic patient whose bones had been deformed, but who was still barely wearing clothes, rushed toward Lan En brandishing a carpenter's saw blade.

The Sword of the Lake Lady gently blocked the path of the saw blade, and a circle of dazzling sparks shot out.

　　Then, the sharp sword blade rushed forward and penetrated the mouth of the patient who had turned into a wolf's head. After being pulled horizontally, the hairy and deformed body collapsed limply on the muddy ground.

On the other side, the old hunter's meat saw knife was being pulled out with difficulty from the ribs of a lycanthropic patient.

Henryk had not yet finished cleaning the hair and bits of flesh from the knife until the body fell down.

 “A useful weapon is hard to maintain, right?”

Lan smiled and stabbed Henryk. He waved his hand easily, and the dirt on the Lake Lady's sword disappeared instantly, and then he put it back into its sheath.

"Even the residents of such remote places have turned into beasts. This hunting night is too terrifying."

 Henrik ignored the irony in the young man's last sentence. He knew it was an irony in his evaluation of the knife.

 But he is no longer old enough to argue with young people.

 So, he only explained Lan En’s emotion in the second half of his sentence.

“The connection between the Forbidden Forest and Yharnam has not been severed, and the lycanthropy of local residents is not unexpected.”

"Huh?" Lan En raised his eyebrows, "How do you say it? Do you want to say that this password is not actually obscure?"

Henrik waved his hand: "It has nothing to do with passwords, but to do with livelihood. You can't expect the local residents to live by hunting and gathering in the forest, right? Byron Weiss and Yanan have been severed at the official level, but at the ordinary level, they You have to make money to eat.”

Lan En touched his chin. On this night when almost everyone was going crazy and it was like the end of the world, he was talking to an old hunter in a pool of blood about such life-like things as 'making money and eating'. .

This even made Lan En feel unreal.

“You mean they are smuggling?”

"There should be a smuggling channel, otherwise how would so many people live? It's just that only the locals know about those channels, but on this night, the first to die are ordinary people who know about it. Hunters like us , so I can only look for the password honestly."

 The two of them did not struggle with these matters for too long.

No matter what kind of discord the locals of the Forbidden Forest have with Yanan, it is just the operation of the social structure.

 On this night, all social structures were torn apart by endless animality.

Henric continued to lead Lan.

  The natives of the Forbidden Forest have established a small, rugged and rambling settlement in the woods.

This settlement has dirty floors, dilapidated houses, and dizzying messy terrain. Although it is not big, it is easy to get lost.

 These are not the main issues. The main problem is—those locals who have turned into beasts are actually quite well equipped!

 “Bang! Dang!”

The gunfire rang out, and the muzzle of the rifle burst into flames.

Immediately afterwards, Arondette, who was blocked by Lan En in front of his face, exploded with the sound of metal being hit.

Under the studded leather gloves, the palm of the hand can only feel the trembling of the handle of the knife in the hand. The force of the bullet is more than twice as strong as the ordinary firearms in Bianan City!

Even almost hit Lan En's face with Arondette!

The witcher decisively ducked behind a slope, and on the roof of a wooden house in the distance, the three gunmen shot there again before stopping.

 “What did you just do?”

Henric's eyes widened as he was caught between the three-cornered hat and the mask, and he looked at Lan En in shock.

But the young man also looked at his palms that were slightly numb due to the shock of blocking a bullet in astonishment. He was still wondering here.

"what? What'?"

Henrik, who had been hiding behind the **** for a long time, kept gesticulating and looked very excited.

 “You just stopped the bullet! Use your knife!”

 The old hunter's tone was as outrageous as if he had seen a pig flying in the sky.

"if not?"

Lan Enxin said you are not talking nonsense! So you won't block the obvious gun line?

“Instead of talking about this, why don’t you explain to me why the bullets in their hands are so powerful?”

From Lan En’s point of view, it is normal to use a knife to block a bullet with obvious intention and slow speed.

However, it is abnormal for a group of lycanthropic patients to hold similar guns, but the power of the bullets fired is so different!

 “That’s bone marrow ash! Bah!”

Another bullet hit the slope, and the splash of mud hit the side of Henryk's mask, causing him to react instinctively.

“Significantly enhances the power of mercury bullets. It is said to be extracted from corpses. I don’t know why they have so many of them!”

The shots fired by the three gunmen on the roof attracted the attention of the lycanthropic patients in the room. They waved all kinds of things, starting with the roar of wild beasts, and rushed out towards the slope.

Even an experienced hunter like Henryk would try his best to avoid getting into a one-to-many dilemma in battle.

He just wanted to show his head and knocked down one or two with the hunter's pistol. But as soon as his three-cornered hat came out of the dirt slope, three rounds of mercury bullets mixed with bone marrow ash blew up three craters in the small dirt **** where he was.

 Tactically, this is a simple coordination between near and far.

 “Playing tactics, right?”

Lan En licked his lips and squatted down, leaning on the **** behind his back.

Henrik, who was covering his head with his arms to block the dirt, saw this scene.

“What do you want to do? You want to go up to the roof. The ladder is at the back of this wooden house.”

Before he finished speaking, the old hunter saw the young man running out like a flying arrow sticking to the ground.

His legs were wrapped with spiral white airflow, which was a sign of the use of [Acceleration Technique]. Much faster than an ordinary patient, he allowed him to bypass several lycanthropic patients rushing towards him from the side.

The roof of the wooden house that was more than three meters high, he touched the edge with a single jump.

 Lan En's athletic performance and his self-respect created a visible conflict. The skirt of the Bear School armor drew a full arc.

Lan En grabbed the edge of the wooden house roof with one hand, turned over and rushed to the roof!

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 (End of this chapter)