Chapter 352: 351Clergy

Chapter 352: 351Clergy

Chapter 352 351. Clergy

After the church hunters left, Lan closed the door again and walked to Viola.

Dont be nervous yet, maam.

At this time, the housewife was in a state of confusion. Even her hands were shaking, but she still subconsciously squatted down to clean up the broken porcelain plate.

The pieces of the porcelain plate in his hand made a slight clanking sound due to the trembling of his palms.

It wasn't until Lan En pressed Viola's shoulders that the woman seemed to suddenly come to her senses. She dropped the fragments in her hand dejectedly and murmured to herself in disbelief.

"How could this happen? I have never encountered two consecutive hunting nights!"

Lan quickly came to his senses after the initial surprise. At this time, he asked Viola rationally.

Have there never been consecutive nights of hunting in Yharnam?

Never!

How much incense did Gascoigne send back?

Viola held her hands together and stood up: "He bought five pieces, each piece is enough to burn for a whole night."

When she said this, her expression calmed down slightly, as if she had gained some courage to face abnormal events from the reliable incense.

Then the situation is not so bad, calm down maam.

Lan patted Viola on the shoulder, then returned to the guest room neatly and began to put on the armor that he had taken off during the break.

The demon hunting, even if it is generally equipped with a heavy armor, no one will bring a knight to follow the task, and they can't afford it.

So the basic requirement for a witcher's armor is that it can be put on and taken off by one person.

Lann picked up his school armor in the guest room. The sound of plate armor colliding with each other and rubbing against the chain mail shirt was endless.

He loaded these heavy pieces of steel on himself one by one.

Amidst the sound of steel rubbing against each other, at the door of the guest room, Viola leaned on the door frame and spoke hesitantly.

Mr. Lane.

Anything else, Lady Viola?

Lan En's hands didn't stop, but he turned around and took a moment to look at the mistress of the room.

Her hands were holding each other, looking hesitant and hesitant.

Maybe Im a bit silly for saying this, but you, you should take this opportunity to leave!

Lan Ens hand that was fixing the shoulder armor paused, and he looked at Viola in confusion.

She seemed to be struggling mentally, but after the struggle, she still spoke without hesitation.

I will fulfill my promise.

I will always fulfill my promise.

Henric was questioning his acquaintances in the Healing Church.

Mark! Tell me the real situation! Give me the truth! How far has it reached now!

The hunter in the khaki fur coat had taken off his yellow mask at this time, revealing his old face.

There was still monster blood on his coat that had never dried because it was too sticky, and his eyes were bloodshot. It can be seen that he has not rested since he separated from Lan En and Gascoigne last night.

Now, he was following a clergyman who was about the same age as him, asking questions with a cold expression.

The hue of the setting sun makes the entire Yharnam become dim and dirty.

The clergyman in front of Henryk was nervously arranging supplies. The mercury bullets, petrol bombs, throwing knives, etc. from the church hunter's workshop all needed to be transported to the appropriate location for the hunters on the night of hunting. use.

Not to any extent, the church has issued a notice for another hunting night. Its time for you to go back and prepare, Henrik.

This clergyman has an M-shaped hairline. If the dress of the church hunter is partly based on that of the monks, it also emphasizes ease of movement.

The clergy who are not responsible for killing have inherited the bachelor's robe style.

Facing the prevarication that has been going on for a day, Henrik is becoming more and more anxious as the sun sets.

Finally, he directly grabbed Mark's shoulders. The hunters' physical fitness was far beyond that of normal people, which made him very confident that he could directly stop the guy in front of him.

As Henryk expected, he easily stopped Mark who was walking away.

Give me the truth!

Henrik's face, even the smallest muscle bundles were twitching.

"You saw those three abnormal patient corpses this morning! You are not surprised at all! You and I both know it! We all know very well, where was the last time we saw that kind of thing!?"

The cleric looked at Henrik with a gloomy look: "Don't say that name, Henrik. It is a tragedy, a tragedy that none of us can do anything about."

Mark wanted Henrik to stop, but the old hunter turned a deaf ear and said one name word for word.

A name forgotten by todays Yannan people

Old Yharnam.

The moment the name was spoken, both Henryk and Mark's eyes twitched involuntarily.

"The old city that has now turned into ashes and coke, on the night it was burned to the ground by us, that night of unprecedented hunting, we saw the patient with red eyes for the first time! In the blink of an eye, Patients with completed lesions!

And now, this kind of patient appears in Yanan

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