Chapter 1366 1338 Their Respective Futures

Chapter 1366 1338. Their respective futures

"Where are you going?"

Lan En asked Gascoigne while taking a sip of [Advanced Swallow] to let the incision on his wrist begin to heal. He planned to replace the blood in his body within three days, and was not in a hurry to let it go all at once.

"I want to take Viola back to my hometown." At this time, Gascon also took off the improved version of the [Higher Bear School Armor] that Lan En had left behind. Changed back into light clothes.

"There was nothing special there, too unremarkable to remember, but for the first few decades of my life it was always peaceful."

"I thought it would be a place where our family could live a normal life."

"And Henrik."

"Me?" The old hunter suddenly rubbed his hands in embarrassment. When he was cutting the beast-turned-patient, he was much more comfortable than he is now. "No way? I'm already old and I can't do anything except hunting."

"Don't be stupid, Henrik." Gascoigne shook his head and said, "You see Viola as your daughter, and Viola sees you as your father. We cannot and will not leave you to start on your own. "New life."

The old hunters also have some coquettishness as they don't want to cause trouble to the younger generations, and they completely lack the crispness and neatness of hunting.

But Lan En had already poured a bottle of water, washed his hands that were sticky with fresh blood, and slapped each other with his wet hands, making a crisp 'snap' sound.

"It seems that what I said before is a bit redundant, Henrik." The demon hunter smiled and looked at the Gascoigne couple and the old hunter standing together, "Gascoigne obviously has a good retirement plan."

The old hunter, who had been trained by Yanan's hunting all his life, pressed his khaki wide-brimmed hat at this moment and showed a smile that was half embarrassed and half relieved.

For the Yharnam hunter who looked like a cold blade, this smile seemed too warm.

But Lan En thought it was just right.

"But as a suggestion." Lan En smiled and tilted his head, "It's better not to be a priest after Gascoigne goes back. Don't get involved in the gods and ghosts."

"No!" Henrik said decisively before Gascoigne could answer. "No blood, no God. That's it!"

"But I can have you, Lan." As the head of the family, Gascoigne waited until Henryk finished speaking before adding to the witcher.

The face with the bandaged eyes was full of solemnity.

"We remember your help and kindness. No matter when and where you need it, we will definitely come to you."

"It's mainly me." Henrik was beside him, his old voice complained ruthlessly, "My hunting skills haven't improved for a long time, and my talent is very poor."

As the old hunter spoke, he took out a small rattle from his body and handed it to Lan En.

This is the resonance bell used by hunters to call each other. Lan En had picked up an ownerless one before.

But obviously, Henryk gave this specifically to ask him to help.

Lan En accepted it happily. No matter whether he would ask Henrik, an old hunter who was very skilled in hunting, for help in the future, even if he had nothing to do when he returned, it would be convenient to come over and chat, wouldn't it?

A hunter with a family and worries would of course rush to leave Yanan and start a new life.

But the hunter who has no worries is much more casual.

Eileen, who had been completely relieved, stood leaning against the wide door of the Orton chapel with her arms folded, looking out at Yanan in the sunshine.

The red-clothed witch was always crawling on the ground at the door. She was always thanking Lan En for his contribution, even if she herself did not benefit much from it.

Adeline has also woken up. Should I say she is lucky?

The first thing I saw when I woke up was the sunshine of Yanan.

However, this caused the Blood Saint to look confused.

Maria, on the other hand, was beside Lan En and kept talking to him.

"So, even after Old Yharnam was destroyed by the sudden outbreak of lycanthropy, no, the beast disaster. Does the Healing Church still think that this is just a mistake caused by the blood quality not being high enough?"

Maria was sitting on a chair in the Orton chapel. She crossed her legs casually, but the temperament of the blood noble was elegant enough even in this movement.

"In total, I should be able to say that I killed all the two archbishops of the Healing Church. Does that make you feel better?"

Lan En said with a shrug.

"There's nothing wrong with it. People killed by their research won't come back just because they died." Maria shook her head at first, but then nodded hesitantly.

"However, you can tell me that my teacher is indeed the same person in my impression. He was just controlled by the ancient gods and could not help himself. He did not know everything but was willing to fall. This really comforts me. ”

Under the three-cornered hat with swan feathers, Maria breathed a sigh of relief.

"Even though he was controlled and tortured, he still did not give up his resistance. I will still respect my teacher and miss him."

"Although he once chopped my neck with that scythe, but..." Seeing Maria unraveling the knot in her heart, Lan En nodded jokingly, "Very good, I don't have any objection."

Maria chuckled silently.

"Then what are your plans for the future?"

After joking to lighten the atmosphere, Lan En spoke a little more seriously. "Can you think of any place to go?"

"Maybe it's Cainhurst." Maria sighed, the boots on her slender legs shaking blankly, "Yharnam is ruined, maybe my hometown can still be my home."

"It's a bit embarrassing, but..." Just as Maria finished speaking, Irene, who was leaning against the stone door frame of the chapel, raised her hand and interrupted.

"Cainhurst is also empty, and those filthy vampires have fallen apart. Only the ghost of the headless lady is wandering in the castle."

Because Maria was in person, Irene swallowed the title of 'filthy vampires' that she was used to, and only said 'vampires'.

After receiving the information about this 'new' Yharnam era, Maria could only helplessly press the tricorn hat on her head and fell into confusion again.

After all, it seems that she really has no place to go.

But at this time, the demon hunter had already put on a full set of armor again, gaining a sense of security, and hesitantly glanced at the confused Maria and Adeline who was at a loss because of the sudden change.

"If there is really no place to go, um." Lan En suggested cautiously, making the other people turn their eyes to look at him, "Maybe I can consider it?"

"Your side?" Irene didn't react at first, and then suddenly realized, "Another world!"

"Another world?" Maria immediately pressed her hat with a headache, "First, she crossed time, and now another world popped up? Oh my God."

Even with the grace and elegance of the blood nobles, Maria's confusion could be felt at this time.

For her and Adeline, too many things happened in a short period of time, and the amount of information was too much.

Lan En also put on the armor neatly at this time, and continued to speak while moving his body to confirm that it was close to his body.

"I'm not asking you to go with me. I'm just a little worried about you."

"After all, the others have at least woken up from a dream in the normal timeline, and you two can be said to have been pulled out of a dream in a dream."

"You have both the [Cursed Dream of Kos] and the [Main Dream of Yharnam] in you. Even if the dreams of the ancient gods have a certain degree of authenticity, according to the normal timeline, you have all been dead for at least decades."

"Just like when you first came to the [Main Dream of Yharnam], you suddenly developed a fatal poisoning and blood loss state. We still don't know what happened until now. Why do people who come out of the same dream have such different symptoms?"

"So," Maria frowned upon hearing this, "Do you suspect that after we leave Yharnam, we may develop dangerous symptoms inexplicably, just like when we left Old Yharnam?"

Lan En did not answer directly, but reminded him in a serious tone: "Now, there are no blood collection bottles for you to use. Even if there are, it is best not to use them."

"There are no blood collection bottles and blood therapy." Maria still frowned, "Then even if something really happens, what can we do?"

The Demon Hunter spread his hands: "This is where I want to help you. In addition to blood therapy, there are safe and reliable recovery abilities in this world."

The Blood Noble's delicate chin raised to Lan En's feet, where there was a glass bottle of potion he had emptied.

"For example, this potion?"

"This thing is also dangerous and very toxic." Lan En kicked the bottle away casually, "But on my side, we can use magic."

"Magic? Do you mean arcane?" When talking about [arcane], Maria's face became more vigilant, even more vigilant than when talking about blood therapy.

After all, blood therapy had never gone wrong in her impression at that time, and it only exploded at the end.

But [Arcane]. This thing has never been stable since the first day of its birth.

For people who practice and study [Arcane], going crazy is just a common thing. They have to use sticky and rich human blood to get a moment of peace. This has been a method passed down since the Byron Weiss period.

Later, in Lawrence's hands, it became one of the basic theories for building [Blood Therapy].

"I said, it's safe, okay!"

Lan En promised helplessly, but at the same time, he could understand the wariness of the Yharnam people like a frightened bird.

After all, the hunting night is not far away.

Adeline pulled the corner of Maria's one-shoulder cloak, with a cautious look in her eyes.

She now seems to have a feeling of treating Maria as the backbone.

And Maria looked back at the Blood Saint, sighed and nodded.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Lan."

"It's no trouble, I'll help them to the end." The demon hunter shook his head, "It's a pity that if it really worked, we didn't save more people from the nightmare at that time."

But in fact, everyone present knew in their hearts that it was impossible.

Because just the wave of emergencies from the nightmare would consume at least two blood collection bottles.

At that time, even if all the blood collection bottles stored by Henrik, Gascoigne, and Irene were taken out, how many would there be in total? How many people could be saved?

After a slightly low sigh, Lan raised his head again and looked at Irene and the witch in red who were both at the door of the chapel.

"What about you? What are your plans?"