Snowy nights in winter,

Gorman stood in the courtyard, looking at the small two-story building in front of him, and fine snowflakes fell from the sky and fell to the ground through his body.

The edges of the window frames on the first floor have been filled with snow, and the center of the window has a warm firelight.

He remembers the day.

Seven years ago, the night the Holy Blood Sect distributed the first batch of "Holy Blood......

The ghost walked forward to the window, saw through the glass, his pupils contracted slightly, and his right hand rested on the wall, and he came closer.

By the fireplace, Niya, who was only 13 years old at this time, nestled in a bench, her eyebrows full of pain and fatigue, while Gorman, who was the same age, sat beside her, with a blank look on her face.

At this time, the old priest, who was only gray, came out of the room with two blankets, handed one to Gorman, and then put the other on Nia, and then sat down beside them, guarding them both.

"Uncle Raymond, why did Nia become like this?"

Reaching out to probe Nia's hot forehead, Gorman asked worriedly.

"This is what she must go through before she can become a hunter, the 'Holy Blood' will raise her qualifications, if she can't bear this pain, she is not qualified to set foot on the path of a hunter. ”

Father Raymond looked at Nia, and the pity in his eyes flashed, and finally turned into ice.

"I've also been injected with Holy Blood, but I'm ...... Am I different from them?"

"Silence!"

Sensing that Gorman wanted to mention what happened not long ago, Raymond's face immediately changed, and he interrupted sharply,

"Have you forgotten the agreement between us, after leaving the prayer room, you must forget everything that happened inside, and never mention it to anyone!"

"I'm sorry, I just ...... Uncle Raymond, I dreamed of those things again yesterday, cities full of black fog, huge blood moons, and those ...... Sorry, I'm ...... Lately I've started to hear crying, not the cry of a child or an adult, but it makes people feel sick like caterpillars crawling all over their bodies. ”

Recalling the situation in the dream, Gorman's green face was full of panic and confusion, and he intermittently poured out the secrets hidden in his heart.

Outside the window, Gorman silently looked at the two people in the room, recalling in his mind what he had seen and heard in his dreams over the years.

At that time, the only people he could believe were Father Raymond and Nia, who would have thought that in the future, these two would die in front of him one after another, not to mention that they were all done by him.

"Gorman, it's just some after-effects, just like Nia had a high fever and was weak after being injected with holy blood, I used to have similar changes, you have to learn to overcome them, a qualified hunter never complains about difficulties, but rises to them!"

Patting Gorman on the shoulder, Father Raymond encouraged him, paused, as if thinking of something, and suddenly asked with some hesitation,

"Did you see anything from that Blood Moon?"

"No, just some strange patterns, ah, I remember, I've seen something like that in the monastery of Yanan...... Uncle Raymond, am I supposed to see anything from there?"

Gorman's hometown has never been Anreh Island, and since he was very young, he has lived in a monastery on the island of Yanan, and has never been in contact with the outside world.

It is precisely because of this that he is extremely uncomfortable with the etiquette of the Shuoming Dynasty, and his personality is also a little introverted when facing strangers.

"No, it's best not to see anything, if ...... I mean, if, one day in the future, you see something in a Blood Moon, you remember that it is the archenemy that every hunter is after, and you must defeat it, at all costs!"

Father Raymond's expression grew agitated.

"Is it powerful?"

Seeing the solemn look on Father Raymond's face, Gorman, who was still just a child, shrank back and asked cautiously.

"It was a mistake, a mistake that must not be forgiven, and Gorman, who I live in the world today, just want to make up for it, even if it's one percent...... No, even if I can make up for one ten-thousandth, I am willing to bet everything I have, even if it is my life. ”

Stretching out his hands to press Gorman's shoulders, Raymond's mood vaguely changed, and he continued word by word,

"Gorman, just beg me, no matter what happens in the future, when you see the existence of the Blood Moon appearing, you must kill it, and if you have a chance to return to Yanan in the future, you remember to go to the Beer Monastery, remember, the idol in the courtyard of the Bair Monastery!"

"I'll help you, Uncle Raymond, and if I see it, I'll help you!"

At that time, Gorman could only nod his head in the face of the sudden request of Father Raymond, who had taken care of him since he was a child.

Outside the window, Gorman sensed something more from this conversation, which he had forgotten in his busy daily life over the years.

Even if it was true that he had not been injected with the Holy Blood in his later dreams, Gorman was sure that his special state was not a change that hunters should have.

The problem was probably related to something he had experienced on Yanan Island, as his life on Anrei Island with the Holy Blood Sect's fleet was no different from Nia's, and while he was proficient in the Holy Blood energy, the latter was plagued by bestiality.

Father Raymond seems to know something......

What is hidden in the statue of the god in the courtyard of the monastery of Bair?

At this time, Gorman also realized the reason why he appeared at this point in time, and it was most likely that his obsession before he fell out of his coma led him to this memory that had been buried in the depths of his mind.

But apart from this one, in the years that followed, Father Raymond never mentioned anything about the Blood Moon...... Even when he returned from Treasure Beast Island and began to investigate the beast disease, he still didn't mean to tell him, just left a notebook that recorded what the Holy Blood Sect had done on Anling Island over the years.

What happened on the island of Yanan is not mentioned in the slightest.

Did he forget?

Gorman couldn't understand that Raymond used to care so much about victory and defeat, and even was willing to sacrifice his life for it, but he didn't mention it when he was dying.

Wait, didn't he really mention it?

"I will lead you back to the right path, even if it costs my life!"

Father Raymond's last words, before he died, sounded very inappropriate at the time, if combined with this memory......

Could it be that he wanted to remind himself in this way, just say no, why did he have to use such a subtle expression?

City in the Black Mist, Blood Moon ......

Woo~wow~

Suddenly, the crying sounded.

Everything around him became distorted, and Gorman's feet seemed to be stepping into the void, and he suddenly looked up at the night sky.

A Blood Moon hangs high!

Before Gorman could react, darkness struck again.

Only this time it is no longer an endless emptiness, but as if floating from the deep sea, the burden of the whole body is gradually being lifted.

It's time to wake up.

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