Chapter 1279 1251. The First Hunter
“Teacher?”
After scanning around, Maria frowned under the three-cornered hat with swan fluff because she didn’t like this scene. The raised eyebrows were suddenly a little surprised.
She took a few steps forward and walked to the bench where only one person was sitting.
“Are you included this time?”
Although Maria was surprised, due to her own personality and professional habits as a hunter.
So when she spoke, she spoke slowly and lightly, and her voice was like a sober dream.
There is only one old man on this bench.
Wearing a tall top hat, the brim of the top hat has become rough.
Wearing a thin and tall suit lining and suit overalls, with a wide shawl on the shoulders.
The shawl was originally supposed to be gorgeous and smooth, but it seemed that it had suffered too many hardships, and the hem of the shawl had been torn into a ragged appearance.
If it were flying, it would probably look like a devil's claw.
The old man raised his head while holding on to the brim of his hat. Under the hat was pale hair and a face with a sharp hooked nose and uneven stubble.
The first hunter, Geman.
Hunter is the founder of Yharnam’s unique profession.
He is the only one on this bench, not because others reject him, but because others respect him.
His old face had a smile because he saw his student.
But he did not respond to Maria's question, he just patted the empty space beside him.
"Sit down, Maria." He said calmly, "It's about to begin."
He looked at the students sitting next to him with extraordinary eyes. It’s complicated, but it’s only for a moment.
Maria is a capable and mature hunter.
She is a blood noble from Cainhurst, but she does not have those people's bad habits of exaggeration and indulgence.
The white hair was simply tied into a braid and covered under a three-cornered hat with swan feathers.
This hat not only restrains the hair, but also covers the delicate and beautiful face due to blood.
Wearing a black leather outfit, he only wore a half-shoulder cape on his left shoulder.
The boots and breeches made her look tall and sharp.
It’s a pity
German’s eyes revealed complicated emotions.
This is all in the past.
Maria did not see the complicated emotions in her teacher's eyes because the emotions were hidden under the brim of the hat.
Maria's face, which was exactly the same as the doll lady Lan En obtained, turned around calmly, taking in more information in the cathedral.
The calm expression looks similar to that of a doll.
There is a lot of noise in the cathedral now. Hunters, clergy, and scholars are all talking in their own circles.
Although most people in Yanan subconsciously spoke softly because of the dangerous night, the gathered voices were always chaotic.
On the other hand, not all conversations are conducted in whispers.
"Your decision was too impulsive, Ludwig."
A voice stood out slightly from the noise of 'buzzing'.
Many people’s eyes were attracted by this.
In a crowd of indifferent hunters, this volume can already be called a ‘questioning’.
It was an old hunter wearing a burnt black leather coat, speaking solemnly to the first hunter of the church.
Ludwig is the first hunter of the church, and German is the first hunter of Yharnam. These are different concepts.
The relationship between the two of them is also good. After all, all of Yanan's hunting skills are actually derived from Geman.
Everyone knows the old hunter who questioned Ludwig.
Chiara, a hunter with a stupid and kind heart. Always doing some pointless and redundant things in the middle of a hunt.
I heard that he has recently been getting involved with a group of hunters who like to play with gunpowder weapons and make the scene noisy and chaotic, trying to open up another category from the traditional hunter workshop.
They said they were going to call them the Powder Keg Gang.
The other hunters were whispering.
“Oh, now he has to do boring things again.”
“It’s Ludwig’s own business to teach hunters, why does he care so much?”
“Wouldn’t it be nice to let those newbies get some high-quality blood in advance? Haha.”
The whispers of the hunters make people feel more than just upset
The sticky smell of blood! The horror in the dark! Secret malice!
Originally, the old hunters here are all good at hunting countless wild beasts.
Their pores are filled with the blood of beasts. The thick smell of blood on their windbreakers couldn't be washed away at all, even if they were washed again and again!
But none of the old hunters felt uncomfortable or unhappy, because they had all adapted to the smell of blood and were even intoxicated with it.
The Yannan people are afraid of the old hunters, because they may have difficulty distinguishing between the so-called hunters and wild beasts. Is there a clear line between them?
And, is it the hunters’ urge to indulge in blood that blurs this line? Or does this ‘clear boundary’ never exist?
In short, if an ordinary Yharnam citizen came into this cathedral now, his first reaction would never be to feel safe and relaxed because there are so many hunters.
Most of the old hunters in Yanan do not regard the townspeople as objects that need to be ‘protected’ by them.
After all, apart from blood, they rarely care about anything else.
"Please believe me, Chieftain." In the gloomy and terrifying atmosphere caused by the whispers of the old hunters, Ludwig, who was the subject of questioning, lowered his head and said sadly but sincerely. With.
He has an upright appearance, and the church hunter's attire is thicker than the windbreaker of ordinary hunters.
The difference in equipment shows that the monsters they face are not at the same level as ordinary hunters.
Alfred, the church hunter who originally gave [Fire Paper] as a meeting gift to Lan En, is also wearing this outfit in Yanan in the 'future'.
"I also want to use a gentler process to slowly increase the church hunters' acceptance of high-quality blood. But... we don't have time."
Among the many old hunters, Ludwig should One of the few people who doesn't scare the average person.
On his back he carried a large trumpeter's half-sword wrapped with cloth strips without a scabbard.
I don’t know if it was because the sword was wrapped, but it gave Ludwig a calm temperament.
“Gray blood disease is raging and there is a shortage of manpower. In order to protect the Healing Church, the church hunters urgently need strength.”
"And the sacred blood! The sacred blood cultivated by the church can give us the power to protect the innocent!"
After saying the words "protect the innocent", most of the old hunters present may have no idea. Waves, or playful smiles.
Giving them a blood collection bottle, they all felt that it was more of a reason to fight than the so-called 'protecting the innocent'.
But unlike others, Eira is similar to Ludwig. That's why he took this opportunity to question the church's number one hunter.
For the novices who are recruited into the Church Hunters.
"It will be difficult for them to bear the blood. It is too early for them."
Qura's voice was also as gentle as the smoke floating under the night, and even seemed a little weak, but this did not affect The seriousness in his voice.
"That blood is dangerous!"
"I appreciate your concern for the new people, but please don't be alarmist, Chieftain."
After finally getting to the core of the topic , Ludwig's expression immediately became serious.
The head that had been lowered in its own sadness was raised.
“[Blood Therapy] is pure and sacred, but accepting it requires a peaceful process. There is currently no rigorous data to show that past tragedies are directly related to [Blood Therapy].”
< br>"If you don't have defensible evidence, don't slander the Holy Blood. You are tantamount to slandering the foundation of the Healing Church!"
As he said this, Ludwig was talking to Eira They frowned tightly as they looked at each other.
“Only [Blood Therapy] can save Yanan, you shouldn’t say such things at this time.”
Facing Ludwig's serious and scary expression, Eira shook his head calmly.
"I say this to you because I believe you. I believe you do care about those young novice hunters. But here, I just believe you."
As he spoke, the old hunter in burnt black leather looked around.
When the other old hunters sitting on the bench faced Chieftain's gaze, most of them only responded with a bloody smile.
The clergy and scholars on the pulpit were even more unmoved.
And the archbishop, who had been lowering his head just now, talking to the gloomy scholar next to him, seemed not to have paid attention to what was happening under the pulpit.
He took two steps forward and opened his arms. The large pontifical robe made him very eye-catching as he stood on the throne.
"Everyone is almost here, let's get down to business. Chief, you also sit down."
Lawrence said calmly, his small voice echoing in the exquisite architectural structure of the church. was repeatedly echoed and amplified.
The hunter wearing a burnt black coat sighed slightly, but still sat next to Ludwig.
And this devout first hunter of the church cast his serious eyes on the podium as soon as the archbishop stood up to speak.
“Yarnan is becoming increasingly dangerous now. The number of people suffering from gray blood disease is still growing. Although the cases of lycanthropy are stable, they do not appear to be contained.”
Lawrence first briefly explained the current situation of Yanan.
Don’t mention gray blood disease, it’s not a big deal. But once the plague of gray blood disease is added, the troubles that can be easily dealt with in normal times will not be optimistic at this time.
But among the hunters below, only a few listened carefully, such as Ludwig and Maria.
Lawrence was not surprised by this situation, he just continued talking.
“Most of the pressure for all this comes from gray blood disease and the useless Good Gold Cup Church.”
“And I am honored to tell you that the clergy of the church are working tirelessly to Through our efforts, we have identified the source of this terrible plague.”
(End of Chapter)