Chapter 1280 1252. The Big Hunt
As soon as these words came out, Ludwig, Maria, and Eurasian, this very small group of hunters, even in the place of Yanan, still had people belonging to Yanan. The professional habits of Nan hunters.
They also frowned, or became serious and put down their slender legs that were folded and placed casually.
This is quite a mood swing and sudden performance for the hunters of Yanan.
Lawrence on the podium continued to speak.
"Yes, that's right. The plague of gray blood disease has a source."
"And as rumored in the city, the source comes from a small fishing village not far from Yanan."< br>
A small fishing village, the mountain range where Yanan is located is actually close to the sea, so the people of Yanan will also have fish on their dining tables.
The source of these catches is the small fishing village.
Although the small fishing village supplies a lot of seafood to Yanan, the people of Yanan never like it or care about it.
Yanam people are inherently xenophobic. Foreigners coming to Yanam and enduring cruel sufferings can become a joke for all the Yanam people, young and old.
But this small fishing village is even more exclusive.
Even the Yanan people closest to them only know that the small fishing village has their own unique beliefs. They do not want to understand the outside world, and the outside world does not want to influence them.
They just fish, supplying large amounts of catch regardless of season or weather.
But it’s like the Yanam people rejecting foreigners, saying ‘it’s the dirty foreigners who bring the plague’.
The people of Yannan, who are now suffering from gray blood disease, have begun to spread the news that "gray blood disease comes from that disgusting fishy little village".
The Archbishop of the Healing Church is undoubtedly concluding this statement.
"The source of the plague has been found." Maria raised her head, and under the three-cornered hat with swan feathers, her delicate face like a doll was revealed.
"So what do we need to do? Go to the fishing village to find the original sample of the plague? I can leave now."
Maria is not only a hunter, gray blood disease is very common in Asia. After Nan broke out, she often went to the medical treatment hospital run by the Healing Church to help. Her medical knowledge was not much different from that of ordinary Healing Church clergy.
So she could immediately understand how finding the source of the plague might help solve it.
But the slight joy in the white-haired blood noble's eyes immediately turned into consternation the next moment.
"No, we don't need to find any plague samples."
On the podium, Archbishop Lawrence said softly and calmly.
The sound is very soft, but the volume is very loud due to the reverberation and diffusion of the church structure.
"We only need to go there to hunt, that's enough."
"Hunting?" Eurasia was slightly less surprised than Maria, and he immediately grasped the key, "Hunting?" Who is the target?"
Lawrence still answered unhurriedly: "That strange creature in the small fishing village."
"Grey. The blood disease was poisoned by the small fishing village using a method similar to [Arcane]. It is too slow for us to solve it through research methods now. We must go straight to the source."
"Wait a minute. !” Maria could hardly contain her astonishment, and she stood up from her chair. "Archbishop Lawrence, what you just said was, 'hunting everything in the way'?"
Take the level of xenophobia of a small fishing village. No, lessen it, even if it is comparable to the level of xenophobia of Biynan.
A group of hunters from other places rushed in to hunt something. How could someone not block the way?
But unlike Maria and a very small number of hunters, the vast majority of hunters actually didn’t care at all about Lawrence’s previous speech.
Most of them were whispering as before, mostly talking about the benefits and pleasure of blood, as well as hunting techniques and experiences.
But after Lawrence said these words, the scene became quiet almost immediately.
The transition from the din of whispers to the soundless silence lasted only a moment.
It is precisely because this transition is so abrupt that it becomes even more bizarre and terrifying.
Chiara lowered the brim of his hat and quickly glanced left and right.
The moment the Archbishop issued the order, except for a few hunters, the rest of the old hunters stopped talking to each other and turned their eyes directly to the podium.
Almost everyone subconsciously grinned a smile that made people's hearts tremble.
It's like someone who's been dipped in anesthetic powder sees a new product.
That morbid desire is just coming out!
"If this can save the people of Yanan." After Maria's question, Ludwig broke the chilling silence of the old hunters.
He hesitated with some difficulty while speaking, but his tone was low and firm.
"Then the church hunters and I will do this."
Maria asked him tit-for-tat: "Then the people in the small fishing village are not considered human beings?" Ludwig, who had already made his decision, was equally straightforward: "Pick the small to the large, how many people are there in Yanan? The small fishing village How many people are there? Not to mention they poisoned it first!"
"Whether it was intentional poisoning or [arcane] accident, these are two things we all know about [arcane]. How dangerous is [Arcana] itself?”
“I believe in the church’s investigation results.” The voices of Ludwig and Maria echoed back and forth in the cathedral. Among them, the church's number one hunter spoke very resolutely, "Time waits for no one. How many people has gray blood disease killed so far? Do you want to continue?"
"Besides, they are indeed no longer human. , Maria." Archbishop Lawrence spoke softly from the pulpit, inserting himself into the hunter's dispute.
"According to our investigation, the [Arcana] is indeed out of control as you thought. The people in the small fishing village have all turned into monsters, and gray blood disease is just the mess left after the people are gone."
< br>"Tell me, Maria. When you hunted the lycanthropic patients in the dark alleys of Yharnam, did you think they were human beings?"
Lawrence looked at the speechless female hunter. He didn't wait for the other party's response, but it was a response in itself.
"That's it, Maria. The opponents are all lycanthropy patients, not humans. Just let them hunt."
Under the three-cornered hat with swan feathers , the blood noble frowned.
If this is the case, then there is really no need to hold back. Cainhurst was also a resident of the Yharnam region, and it was natural that people with lycanthropy should be hunted.
But is this really the case?
Maria looked at Ludwig on the other bench. The first hunter of the church breathed a sigh of relief after Archbishop Lawrence gave such a clear and accurate response.
He completely trusts the Healing Church, and if the hunting target is just something like a lycanthropic patient, he will have no psychological pressure at all.
But Maria could not convince herself by entrusting her trust to the Healing Church as easily as Ludwig did.
But at this moment, Maria, who had her head lowered, happened to look at the teacher beside her.
The first hunter, Geman, slightly raised the brim of his hat with a finger, and nodded to his student.
This means that he is also willing to prove that Archbishop Lawrence’s words are correct.
Ludwig placed his trust in the Church, while Maria placed her trust in the teacher.
After Geman nodded, Maria's brows relaxed and she sat down again, regaining the calm and cold professional style of the Yharnam hunter.
No one had any objections anymore.
Archbishop Lawrence looked around and spoke again, and began to directly describe the mission requirements.
“This mission will be accompanied by Byron Weiss scholars and clergy. They will be responsible for confirming the target and even starting some small research on the spot if necessary.”
“And in order to be fast To solve the long-raging gray blood disease, we will deploy most of the hunters into this operation, Gehrman, and Ludwig."
As he spoke, Lawrence called the names of the two people.
The first and oldest hunter just held his bowler hat and said nothing. Ludwig stood up directly, his expression serious and solemn.
"You are all on the staff of this operation. I have to remind you. Some of the 'unexpected products' created by [Arcana] will be very difficult to deal with."
< br>Let the [First Hunter] and [The First Hunter of the Church] all join in the big hunt. From now on, the difficulty of this hunt has been made undisguised.
But the vast majority of the old hunters present felt nothing, and even the smiles oozing from the corners of their mouths were getting bigger and bigger!
There is no concept of 'powerful enemy' in their minds, only one thought - 'The blood shed by powerful enemies must also be particularly sweet'!
Behind Lawrence, the gloomy scholar who had been lowering his head to discuss with him just now also took two steps forward and walked to his side.
"In addition, Byron Weiss has some other requirements for the hunting process."
The scholar added, his voice was also soft and erratic, but compared to Lawrence, it was more There is a gloomy feeling that belongs to scholars and makes people shudder.
"We require that after you kill each prey, you must cut open their skulls."
"In the brain, scalp, or even bones. Whatever you want to do , but it must be checked thoroughly.”
"We want to see if there are 'eyes' under their skulls."
Are they looking for the [Inner Eye]?
Maria’s wide range of knowledge immediately made her realize this.
[The Inner Eye] is the basis of Master William’s ‘Spiritual Vision Theory’ by Byron Weiss.
But why. Is the [Arcane] that caused the accident in the small fishing village related to Baron Weiss?
Why should we find traces of Master William’s academic research under the skulls of those ‘accidental products’?
But the only one who knows these problems and cares about them is Maria, who stays silent next to the teacher.
After listening to the mission requirements, the remaining hunters began to whisper in a heart-shaking manner.
"Brain? I don't like to play with the brain of prey. There isn't much blood to drain out of it."
"That's because you have no skills. Haha, you can start from the carotid artery and work your way up. Peel it off!”
The old hunters were immersed in it, enthusiastic and impatient.
(End of this chapter)