After the Church hunters left, Rann closed the door again and walked over to Viola.

"Don't be nervous, ma'am."

At this time, the housewife was six gods and no master, and she was obviously shaking her hands, but she still subconsciously squatted down first and cleaned up the porcelain plate that had just been broken.

The fragments of the porcelain plate held in the hand made a slight 'clanging' sound due to the trembling of the palms.

It wasn't until Lan pressed Viola's shoulder that the woman seemed to come back to her senses suddenly, throwing down the fragments in her hand and muttering in disbelief.

"How so. Never encountered it. Two days of hunting night in a row! ”

Lane quickly came to his senses after the initial surprise, and asked Viola sensibly.

"Hasn't Yanan ever had a night of continuous hunting?"

"Never!"

"How much incense did Gascoigne send back?"

Viola stood up with her hands pinched together: "He bought five pieces back, each one enough to burn all night." ”

At this point, her expression calmed slightly, as if she had gained some courage from the reliable incense to face the anomalous events.

"Then it's not bad, Madame Calm."

Lane patted Viola on the shoulder, then simply returned to the guest room and began to put back on the armor he had taken off during the break.

Witchers, even the Bear School, which is generally equipped with heavy armor, no one will take a knight with them when they go on a mission, and they can't afford to hire them.

Therefore, the basic requirement of the witcher's armor is to be able to put on and take off it alone.

Lan En picked up his school armor in the guest room, and the sound of plate armor clashing against each other and rubbing against the chainmail was endless.

He loaded the heavy steel on himself one by one.

In the sound of steel rubbing against each other, Viola leaned on the door frame of the guest room and hesitated.

"Mr. Lanne."

"Anything else, Lady Viola?"

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

Her hands were clasped into each other, looking hesitant and hesitant.

"Maybe I'm a little silly to say that, but you—you should take this opportunity to leave!"

Lan was fixing his hand on his shoulder armor and looked at Viola in confusion.

She also seemed to be doing psychological entanglement, but after the entanglement, she still said without hesitation.

"You haven't registered with the church, and you're not a hunter of Yanan, are you? Abnormal hunting night is coming, and there's no reason why you shouldn't leave! Let's go, this city. Something is happening in this city that I can't understand as a local! ”

"The incense sent by Gascoigne is enough. It's time for you to step out. ”

At this time, the sound of two pairs of small leather shoes trampling on the floor sounded, and Olivia and Victoria, two little girls, were holding their mother's waist with some fear.

They were also looking at Lan En, but there was no begging in the eyes of the two pairs of water spirits that wanted him to stay, the protector, on the contrary

The two little girls understood their mother's words.

Lane looked at Gascoigne's family in front of him.

Their expressions were sincere and natural.

Viola could have avoided mentioning it, but she said so after Lan showed that she wanted to help.

Gascoigne had long laughed at himself that the moment he settled in Yanan, he was no longer a priest.

But there is no doubt that he educated and influenced his family to become a 'righteous man' -

If others have a chance to get out of danger, then you can't drag others into the quagmire together.

"Madame. You didn't mean to say that to me, did you? ”

Lan En, who was pausing in his hand, suddenly said without a beginning or an end.

This made Viola, who was nervous and relieved because of his straightforward chest, not react for a while.

She opened her mouth in a daze, but she didn't know what to say.

"What are you talking about?"

"No, nothing."

The pause in Lan's hand flowed again.

If it's a scheming, then he doesn't have any scruples and insistence, but now. Tut!

"Mentos."

The witcher and the creature brain began a momentary exchange.

Mentos, who has been running in with the subject for a long time, said naturally.

"The mission was established two minutes ago, and within an hour I will analyze the general characteristics of bestialized patients based on last night's actual combat data, and develop a simplified operational guide, and I will support your operation at all times, sir."

"I'll leave it to you."

The newly created progress bar in my mind is moving forward in an orderly manner.

And Lan En, who had already dressed and finally tied the alchemy leather bag to his waist, also tightened the buckle on his body at this time, and looked at Gascoigne's family with a smile.

"The priest made an agreement with me that 'until he returns, I will protect his family'. Lady Viola"

The witcher, whose self-weight had soared again after wearing his armor, walked to Viola's side with heavy and suppressed steps.

He touched the hair of the two little girls with the palm of his studded leather glove hand.

"I'll do what I promised."

"I always make a promise."

——

Henrik was questioning his acquaintances in the healing church.

"Mark! Tell me the truth! Give me the truth! What a point it has come now! ”

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

His coat was covered with monster blood that had never dried out due to excessive viscosity, and his eyes were bloodshot. It can be seen that he has not rested since he was separated from Lann and Gascoigne last night.

And now, he was following behind a clergyman about his age, asking with a cold expression.

The hue of the setting sun made the whole Yanan dull and dirty.

The clergyman in front of Henrik was nervously preparing supplies, mercury bullets, petrol bombs, throwing knives, and other things from the Church's Hunter's Workshop needed to be transported to the right location for the hunters to use on the night of the hunt.

"It's not a degree, the church has given notice for another hunt night, you should go back and get ready, Henrik."

This clergyman has an M-shaped hairline, and if the dress of the church hunter is partly a reference to that of the monks, but more emphasis is placed on ease of movement.

Then the clergy, who were not responsible for killing, inherited the kind of bachelor's robe-style dress.

Faced with the prevarication that had lasted for a day, Henrik's mind was becoming more and more anxious as the sun set.

Finally, he directly grabbed Mark's shoulder, and the hunters' physical fitness far exceeded that of normal people, making him very confident that he could stop the guy in front of him directly.

Indeed, as Henrik expected, he easily stopped Mark, who was walking with his head bored.

"Give me the truth!"

Even the tiniest bundle of muscles twitched on Henrik's face.

"You saw the bodies of those three abnormal patients this morning! You're not surprised at all! You and I know it! It's all clear, where was the last time we saw that kind of thing!? ”

The clergy met Henrik with a gloomy gaze: "Don't say that name, Henrik. It was a tragedy, a tragedy that all of us could not help."

Mark tried to get Henrik to stop, but the old hunter ignored him and said a name word by word.

A name that has been forgotten by the Yanan people today -

"Old Yanan."

The moment the name was spoken, whether it was Henrik or Mark, the corners of their eyes twitched involuntarily.

"The old city, which is now reduced to ashes and char, was burned down by us, and on the night of the hunt on an unprecedented scale, we saw for the first time a patient with a red glint in his eyes! A patient whose lesion is completed in the blink of an eye! ”

"And now, this patient has appeared in Yanan"

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