Chapter 1332 1304. Reverberations of the Past
Lan En didn’t know how to comfort the murdered son of God, so he could only use the knowledge of the witcher to comfort children who died young or died violently. Children's way, to simply perform some rituals.
He took out some lotus root, lavender, and five or six other medicinal materials from the alchemical leather bag on his waist, and simply built a small fire and lit it.
The incense of these herbs has the effect of soothing the dead and purifying evil thoughts in a mystical sense.
There is already salt in the sea water, so he does not need to sprinkle salt next to Kos's body to surround his body with the ocean.
Finally, after placing the still smoking ashes of the fire on the boat, Lan En stepped on the dirty sea water and pushed the boat further away step by step.
Under the deep moonlight, the lit candles and incense sparks on the boat were swaying in the light and dark.
“Do you want to say something?” Lan En waded back in the water, looked at the boat drifting away, and whispered to Adeline and Maria behind him. "You have to say something when you want to send away the dead."
"Us?" Maria looked at the smaller and smaller candlelight on the boat in fascination, her tone was cold and self-deprecating, "We made an impossible decision Can I still give a eulogy now after having redeemed my sins?"
Lan En did not speak, just stood.
Adeline, on the other hand, held Maria's arm tightly and looked at her pleadingly.
Although she refused, Maria still took a deep breath, raised her hand and took off the three-cornered hat with swan feathers on her head, put it on her chest and opened her mouth to the boat going away. .
“Ah, lovely son of Kos, go back to the sea.”
Maria’s voice was hard and dry, and her hands unconsciously clenched hers and placed them on her chest front hat.
“Unfathomable curses, unfathomable oceans, fully accepting all existing and possible existences.”
The voice was difficult due to regret and apology, but at the end it had a calm acceptance of reality and punishment.
"Return to the body of your ocean mother."
The dirty waves swayed, rocking the boat as if it were a crib.
Until the end, the candlelight and incense on the boat disappeared on the other side of the sea level without a trace.
It's over. This curse comes from the murdered Son of God.
The moon in the sky seemed to suddenly become a lot brighter, and the large dark clouds that originally covered the moon dispersed as if they were forced back by the light.
The moonlight shot out beams of light from the gaps in the dark clouds, illuminating the people on the coast and the body of Kos.
"This is a very good eulogy."
But just when the three people present were still looking at the distance of the sea level, an old and quiet voice came from them Behind him, he opened his mouth slowly.
“This is a fitting eulogy for the orphan, Maria.”
The huntress suddenly turned around, and Adeline staggered around as she led her around.
[The First Hunter] Geman was sitting next to Kos's body, in a wheelchair that appeared at an unknown time.
The old hunter was like any aging old man, with a hunched back, as if his spine had no strength to support his body.
A normal foot and a wooden prosthetic leg, standing on the pedals of a wheelchair, with a crutch in his hand.
"Teacher?"
Maria slowly put on her three-cornered hat and asked uncertainly.
German, as a huntress whom he personally taught, it can even be said that there should be no one in Yharnan who is more familiar with him than Maria.
But why is the old man in the wheelchair in front of me so haggard?
Why do you appear here silently at this moment?
“You seem to have a lot of questions to ask me, dear Maria.”
Germann, this old hunter who not long ago personally delivered the body of the Son of God to the cathedral in the church town, watched the people there dissected, went crazy, and finally left quietly.
At this time, he seemed to be dying. He lowered his head and spoke, and the brim of his top hat drooped down, almost covering his eyes. He seemed to have no energy to put it back in order.
But no matter how abnormal German’s behavior was at this time, for Maria, this was the mentor she had always wanted to find in this drastic change in just one day. Found spiritual support.
Different from the previous free and easy manner, when the Blood Noble wears his three-cornered hat, he subconsciously puts on the hat a little deeper because he exerts more force than usual.
"Teacher" Maria took a step forward hesitantly and asked tangledly. "In this day, I saw too many things, too many things."
"The patients with gray blood in the research hall have bugs in their blood! [Blood therapy] cannot save people, but feeds the bugs!"
"And there are hunters! I just took the blood collection bottle The hunter who penetrated the thigh veins went crazy! He turned into a beast right in front of my eyes!"
"Can't [Blood Therapy] cure everything?"
"Healing Church, I knew everything about blood therapy, gray blood disease, and lycanthropy! But what are they now?”
I thought I knew everything, but only in one day. , everything Lan En witnessed told Maria: what you think is never what those things really are.
Under this impact, Maria was still able to keep her tone trembling slightly, and overall she was still calm. It was already the cold feeling of being a Yharnam hunter that was suppressing her.
But as Maria's closest mentor, Gehrman didn't seem to recognize his disciple at all. The self-doubt and emotional breakdown hidden beneath the calmness were the same.
His top hat just moved stiffly and slowly up and down.
"It's been a long time since I've been asked a question by you." "I didn't expect that this time, you didn't indulge in the research center, but came here."
"This is not something a 'normal you' would do. You must have been influenced by someone."
Maria's brows furrowed fiercely, and she clutched the hilt of the [Falling Leaf] knife at her waist. He also clenched his hands tightly.
"Teacher"
She didn't understand what these words meant. What was 'normal me' and what was 'this time'?
But Geman slowly raised his head at this time, and his eyes under the brim of his top hat did not fall on his student.
Instead, he passed directly over Maria, looking at the back of the demon hunter who had been facing the sea amidst the sound of the waves.
The sound of boots stepping on the sea water sounded, and Lan En turned around at this time.
Under the moonlight, the sea breeze blew his hair like a ball of dancing silver.
"You actually dare to come back, ha, hahaha."
The old voice smiled in a low voice.
"He was clearly an evil guest who broke into someone else's garden privately and then ran away. Didn't he really have any guilt or fear? Even a little bit?"
Lan En's eyes were lowered and his mouth was lukewarm. chuckled.
“After all, I didn’t expect that the person who was once in my dream would actually appear in front of me alive.”
“[The First Hunter], Geman.”< br>
It was also the old man in a wheelchair that Lan En saw after falling asleep when he first arrived in Yharnam, and wanted him to be injected with the blood of Yharnam!
But Geman, who saw Lan En again, just said this and stopped caring. He looked at Maria who was still cold and calm on the surface, but was actually about to collapse.
"You want to know a lot of things? Okay, you are my best student, I will tell you."
Afterwards, Geman told Maria and those around her Adeline revealed the truth.
The Research Hall is a place used to study parasites obtained from Kos's body.
Grayemia? Gray blood disease, as Lan En said, is a man-made plague deliberately spread by the Healing Church to increase the scope of the disease in order to explore the knowledge contained in the disease.
Treating diseases is not the purpose. The disease itself is a means of exploring the mysteries and a research method.
The patients in that research hall will definitely not come out alive from the moment they go in to receive the so-called 'treatment'.
All people will die, the only difference is whether their illness provides fresh knowledge to the research of the Healing Church.
As Geman spoke calmly and without any waves, Maria's leather gloves made a clenching sound on the handle of the [Falled Leaf] knife.
At this time, in her mind, the words those patients had said to her, and the words she said to the patients began to emerge uncontrollably.
"Ms. Maria, my head hurts! Is it going to explode? Really?"
"Ms. Maria, hold my hand, please!"
Those patients accepted Maria's comfort, or it was precisely because of Maria's comfort that they were able to endure the painful treatment or research process.
Maria also planted many bright tree flowers in the garden of the research hall. She hoped that these her favorite flowers could bring comfort to the patients with their fragrance.
Sincere treatment can be felt by others.
Therefore, because of Maria's assurance, the patients believed that as long as they persisted, there was always hope of curing the disease.
And her mentor
Under the shadow of the three-cornered hat, Maria's blood-red eyes were in disbelief, looking at Geman sitting in the wheelchair with sadness and suspicion.
My most trusted mentor. He knows everything!
He watched as those patients died in endless agony because of their trust in him.
I am really stupid!
When she faced Ludwig, who only had one head left but still believed in the Healing Church, Maria only felt that he was deceived, which was really pitiful.
But what about this moment?
Ludwig, who always believed in the Healing Church, and himself who always believed in his mentor. Is there really any difference?
“Bang!”
The mercury bullet was shot from the finely carved musket, but when it was shot at the old man in the wheelchair, it seemed to pass through an illusion.
Nothing was hit, and in the end the mercury bullet was only buried in the sand of the beach.
Maria’s hand holding the gun trembled abnormally.
But Geman, he even had the time to turn around with his stiff and old body and look at the crater.
“Yes, Maria would have done that.”
There was even a little nostalgia in the old hunter's tone.
"But it's such a pity. It's a pity that you are just a bunch of remnants of the past."
"Nothing can be done."
(End of this chapter)< br>